Novel & Cerita Werecat Mythology

“What?” “Yes sir. Apparently, we are her oracles. She made it so I can draw the scene.” I said holding up the drawing pad. “And Liz sees the whole picture as like a video of sorts.” “I never dreamed I’d be alive to see an oracle of the Moon Goddess!” Alpha James exclaimed. “So, you believe us?” Liz asked. “Of course, I do! There are many books that tell of different oracles through the ages and how coveted they are. We cannot let anyone know about you two.”

I said, my voice cold. Almost immediately, I heard a light, amused chuckle. She lowered herself gracefully and sat onto the floor, settling at my level. Yet, I didn’t raise my head or look at her. “Look at me, child,” she commanded, her voice cheerful as though she were speaking to a toddler. I frowned but remained still. "Hades… she is the goddess. She is not to be disrespected," Cyrus warned through the mind-link, but I didn’t listen. The Moon Goddess. I respected her— everyone did. She was the mother of all werewolves, the one who had created us and granted us our powers. She was a powerful deity, both feared and loved by her people.

Names forgotten for centuries were dragged back into the light one by one. And every path led to the same thing. The Veil. Dylan stepped closer carefully. “If Aethon is truly alive, walking into the Veil alone is suicide.” “I won’t be alone.” That answer confused him for half a second until shadows moved across the room behind them. Warriors stepped from the darkness one by one. The oldest wolves of the kingdom. Killers. Monsters people whispered about in lower kingdoms to frighten children into obedience. Every single one bowed their heads toward Eros.

he asks. “I don’t know. It just does,” I say. “But Alpha Waylon asked you to be his heir, Sloane? So, why does it matter?” he insists. I look at Aunt Samara. “Aisling thinks this is the Moon Goddess’ way of compromising. I wasn’t worthy of a white wolf, but I am worthy of becoming an Alpha of my own pack.” My aunt turns all the way around in her seat, giving me the full force of hers and Ayla’s attention.

Coyolxauhqui (Aztec Mythology): Coyolxauhqui is the Aztec moon goddess, depicted as a dismembered woman. According to Aztec mythology, she led her brothers in an attack against their mother, Coatlicue, and was killed and dismembered by her brother Huitzilopochtli, the god of the sun and war. Her story symbolizes the moon's phases and its struggle against the sun. Chang'e (Chinese Mythology):

Each one depicted different scenes of lycan mythology. I hadn’t had the privilege to learn our histories in school like most members of the pack, but my parents had taught me basic lore. The left one looked like it told the story of the fall of King Lycaon. He’d fed the god Jupiter a meal made with the human flesh of his wife’s lover. As punishment he and his sons had been turned into wolves. Later, the Goddess Selene, more commonly known as the Moon Goddess Luna, took pity on these wolves. She granted them their human forms again. But when her sway was strongest during the full moon, they would take their wolf forms again to hunt through the night with and worship her.

Too much information. I turned around and saw everyone eyeing me warily. Perhaps I had gotten too caught up in my pacing. My cheeks burned as I approached the group. Dante wrapped his arms around me and kissed my neck, instantly relaxing me. There were definitely benefits to the mate-bond. Not to mention to the sexy man it was connected to. “It was Hecate that was responsible for distributing magic throughout the species. She also gave Selene the Moon Goddess a separate Power Keep so that she could bestow gifts upon her wolves,” I explained.

She needed to say something before Diana became suspicious. "Well," she shrugged, then laughed nervously. "I said mates because it isn't nearly impossible. There are stories of shewolves that discovered they were mated to more than one man. It can happen to anyone." "Really?" Diana asked, her eyes round with surprise. She had never heard of a shewolf having multiple mates. "Of course. Take the moon goddess for instance," Luna Catherine said with a smile. "In the beginning, before werewolves came into existence, Selene was mated to both the earth god and the sea god."

A few gods managed to sneak in trying to get a glimpse of this powerful child. As the night progressed it became obvious that the god of war himself was bewitched with her beauty. She found herself drawn to him as well. It was the first mate bond ever felt by a werecat and it was strong. Nothing could keep them apart once they had seen each other. They eventually married and ruled all on earth and in the heavens for quite a time. Their children were fierce warriors, who were also werecats. This is where our Pride began."

he asked, his voice filled with concern. I nodded, taking a moment to gather my bearings as I glanced around in wonder. Before us stood a magnificent castle, bathed in the ethereal light of the moon. A grand crest depicting the moon adorned the entrance, casting a mesmerizing glow that filled me with both excitement and reverence. "The moon goddess palace," Orion explained, his voice carrying a hint of wariness. The moon goddess held a special place in werewolf culture, revered as the creator of all werewolves. She was one of the celestials of the moon. My father's lineage traced back to royalty bestowed upon them by the moon goddess herself, making this moment even more profound.